His finest victory, turning her freedom into a cage🖤

𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐢 𝐱 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐚 ⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆ "You are my obsession, Coraźon," Agastya whispered, his voice thick with emotion as he pulled her close, his hand gripping her waist possessively. His dark eyes burned with a fierce intensity that made her heart race. "You are the only person I've ever wanted to live for-the only reason I've held on. And that's why..." He paused, his gaze locked onto hers, the weight of his words heavy in the air. "That's why I will never let you go. You will never get a divorce. Never." Before Kashvi could even respond, Agastya crushed his lips to hers, his kiss filled with a desperate hunger, a mad kind of love that consumed him. His grip tightened as if he was afraid she might slip away, his passion overwhelming her senses. This wasn't just love-it was obsession, the kind that would never let her escape. She also don't want escape °:. *₊ ° . ☆ °:. *₊ ° . ° .•°:. *₊ ° . ☆ °:. *₊ ° . ° .• Agastya Desai was set to marry Abhilasha, the eldest daughter of the Jadhav family, following his grandfather's wish. But on the wedding day, everything changed-Abhilasha ran away, leaving Kashvi to take her place for the sake of her family's honor. Now, Kashvi stands in the middle of a tangled web of emotions and expectations. °:. *Slow updates°:. * What lies ahead for her? Will Agastya confess that he's been in love with her for years, or will he keep that hidden, letting his obsession fester? Will this union bring love or betrayal? Or will Agastya seek revenge for the humiliation caused by her sister's actions, all while hiding his true feelings for Kashvi?

꧁𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ꧂ The Solanki . One of the most powerful and influential families in Asia. To them, life revolves around business-success and power . Outwardly, they appear to be a happy, united family, but behind the grand walls of their mansion, they hide many dark secrets. The Solanki Empire is a globally renowned industry, primarily thriving on their massive coal mining business. While many believe that coal mining is no longer highly profitable, the Solankis have continued to grow their wealth and expand their empire, astonishing the world with their success. But things take a sudden turn when the CEO of the Solanki Empire suffers a heart attack, leaving the family at a crossroads. It's time to decide new ruler of the Massive empire. Three sons and one Chair ? Who will claim the throne of the Solanki Empire? And at what cost? The fight for power threatens to reveal the secrets they've worked so hard to bury. And What will they do if deception comes from their own family, their own people? | | Mature content 18+| |

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚.* Run. The carnival is dead. No lights. No laughter. Just rusted rides and torn tents whispering in the wind. A place forgotten by time. A place that should've stayed that way. I weave through broken stalls, my anklets betraying me with every step. Chhan... Chhan... "𝘉𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘪𝘺𝘦..." (Please do not go away like this and make me restless...) His voice drifts through the air. Calm. Lazy. Too relaxed. I duck behind an abandoned game stall, pressing a hand over my mouth. The scent of rust and damp wood burns my nose. Click. His lighter flicks open. Shut. Open. Shut. I peek through a gap in the stall-he's nowhere. But I know better. He's here. Somewhere. Watching. The lights flicker. The Ferris wheel groans to life, metal screeching as it turns. My stomach drops. No. I spin, ready to run, but my feet freeze as I see it-cables. Thick, rusted carnival wires looping around the ground like vines. And one of them... Tightly wrapped around my ankle. A sharp tug-my body jerks backwards, my scream lost in the wind. I thrash, clawing at the ground as he pulls me in. Slow. Effortless. Like I was never running at all. "𝘈𝘢𝘱𝘬𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘮, 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘢𝘪𝘺𝘦..." (For my sake, please come back...) His shadow looms over me, the glow of his lighter flickering against his smirk. "Enough, Butterfly," he murmured. "Time to come home." (THE BOOK HAS NOT STARTED YET! THE CHAPTERS BELOW BELONG TO MY OLD BOOK!!)

[𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫] Being raised in a household where you're regularly reminded that there's no one for you. Where you are verbally abused, taunted, mocked and everyone makes you feel like you're not good for anything. Hurts, right ?? 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐚, a girl who never knew what family felt like until a girl entered her life unknowingly and made her feel loved regularly. They became best friends. She found her escape in her and her family but till when will they treat her as a part of their family?? One or the other day they have to part ways. That's what she had thought until her best friend's brother came into the scene. He made her heart flutter unintentionally and she started seeing him in a new light who felt like a soft breeze of air that gave her comfort just like his name, 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. He's what you call a chivalrous man, who knows how to treat others with love and care because he's showered with endless love by his doting parents. He's blessed with everything but never did he take anything for granted. All he aims for is to make his parents proud and marry his lady love with whom he's been in love with for don't know how many years unknown of the fact that she loves him too. Will she acknowledge her feelings for him or shoo them away ?? Will they bloom in love or part their ways while having each other in their hearts, calling it their kind of forever? [Note : please don't promote your story in the comment section of my book.]

!! 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 !! "𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬." Just like everything else in my twisted life, I was forced to be betrothed to my worst nightmare-my bully, a handsome devil with a charming facade who couldn't care less about the world around him. I've always been nothing more than a side pawn in his cruel games, but now it's even worse. Suddenly, I'm the center of his dark attention, and he's hell-bent on making me end this engagement, as if I have any damn say in the matter. 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐀𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐧 thinks he can shatter me into pieces, but what he doesn't realise is that I'll break him back twice as hard.

𝕯𝖚𝖊𝖙 : 02 " 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝; 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 "

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 The Final Book of this Series. Dropping After Aditi's book. 𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 ★ My life wasn't bad - until my sister decided to send me away. She said it was for my safety, and I believed her. I accepted it. But that one night changed everything. I thought he was just a stranger. Turns out, he's my new nightmare - wrapped in sin and seduction. Now, I'm trapped. Not by chains, but by a craving I can't escape. My sister thought he would protect me. The truth? I need protection from him. 𝑨𝒓𝒋𝒖𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ★ The worst lie she believed? That she could escape me. She thinks I only knew her from that night. But the truth... it's darker than she'll ever imagine. A truth I buried years ago. A truth she doesn't need to know. I'll commit every damn sin to make her mine. I'll carve my name into her soul - body, mind, everything. I'll break her just to piece her back together... only to break her again. Because... She is my Sinful Secret. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

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#84 - Adult content | 02-11-2024 *** A loud crack of thunder shattered the silence. "Bade rishte aa rahe hain tumhare liye." His voice was cold, laced with menace, as he traced the barrel of his gun from my forehead to my jaw, the metal chilling my skin. (Many good marriage proposals are coming for you.) I fought against his hold, desperate to break free, but it was futile. My hands were tightly bound behind my back with my dupatta, leaving me powerless, perched on his lap in nothing but my nightclothes. "Reject the proposal," he commanded, dragging the gun slowly from my neck to my chest, making my body arch in response to the icy threat. I inhaled shakily, my breath catching as his mouth latched onto my chest through the fabric, his teeth sinking in with brutal force, each bite sending searing pain through me. "I'm giving you a choice," he growled, his voice dark and possessive. "Either become my wife, or be my mistress. Because no one else will ever touch what belongs to me." Tears spilled down my cheeks as I stared at him-my stalker, a man who claimed it was love. But I knew better. This wasn't love. It was pure, dangerous obsession. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ Jasmin Javed was a college student at one of the most prestigious institutions in Mumbai. Her beauty was captivating, leaving people unable to look away once they saw her. Though she had many admirers, she always ignored their advances. That was until a mysterious, tall, and wealthy man intruded into her life. He was her stalker, always lurking in the shadows, never revealing his face as he wore a mask whenever he appeared before her. He claimed it was love, but Jasmin wasn't easily deceived-she knew it wasn't love, but obsession.